not easily offended.

ugh. this blows.

i mean, i guess it’s not the worst thing in the world, the hardest part is just trying to imagine my parents not being together after 25 years. i always strongly felt that my mother would be happier with someone she was more emotionally involved with instead of just attached out of convenience and the longevity of their relationship, and as long as they’re genuinely happy, then whatever. it just sucks and i don’t know how to pick up the phone and call my mother and talk to her anymore. a lot can change in 12 hours.

20 May 2013

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so apparently my mother has had an afair for six-ten months since around last christmas, and now my parents are splitting up.

well.

19 May 2013

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"The Irish Americans got good jobs, and they even got into office - they became part of the communities. We tried to do that here in England but they didn’t want us. We were just the butt of the joke. We were stupid or drunk. We had to hide who we were. When I went to visit my sister in Chicago I wasn’t surprised that she had got involved in the civil rights movement, but one night we went to dinner with my cousins and they were being racist. They talked about black people the way the English talked about us. I told them they were being hypocrites. I was only sixteen but I couldn’t believe it. They didn’t really take much notice of what I said. Now you see the Irish in England do it too. There is a difference between the Irish Americans and the Irish in Britain, but there’s also a difference between the Irish that remember what it was like, and the Irish with big cars and houses that think they’re better than other immigrants."

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I asked my Mum why she felt the culture of Irish Americans differed from that of the Irish in England and this was her answer. I thought it was kind of ace. (via titotansey)

Oooooh, yes I like this. Irish people in general are pretty terrible at admitting our racism.

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I think it depends on the area you immigrate into America though, and when. My mother’s family immigrated into Louisiana area I’m not sure what year, but my great-grandmother and her husband and children were sharecroppers with a black family. The plantation owner wouldn’t let anyone leave, and my family and theirs were close, so they all escaped together and moved to Texas and lived together until the day my grandmother died (afaik, her best friend from the other family still lives there, I think she’s still alive). I think it’s a lot easier to mingle in with America here, though. After all, a few generations out and you don’t get that accent anymore and people can’t even tell unless they know your family, so you automatically get that white privilege, but it wasn’t so easily afforded to you in some parts, especially in the deep south. Missisippi/Louisiana, there were the Whites, the Asians, Hispanics & Natives, & Black & Irish. It was definitely a waaay complex environment in the deep south in the late 1800s-1900s. If you immigrated and stayed in the north, it’s a totally different situation.

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19 May 2013

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fuck. we record at sweet tea in like ~two weeks and i feel like i am utterly talentless and i cannot write anything of value.

;-;

19 May 2013

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18 May 2013

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so my roommate came home with a puppy he found and she’s so sweet and precious but like instantly he’s like “I’m keeping her” and then “i’m giving her to my friend christian.” like. no. she came with a chain leash and she’s happy and healthy and well-fed, she’s obviously somebody’s pet, and just because clearly she’s an outdoor dog on a chain leash does not mean she’s being abused or that they don’t deserve to have her back some people don’t have fenced in yards WE don’t have a fenced in yard and yet you’re like “well, she’ll be an outdoor dog here” what the fuck do you expect to put her in or tie her up with other than a goddamn long chain like normal people because we can’t build a fence don’t judge people and then do the same exact thing also no we can’t have a dog although look at this precious widdle baby

LOOK AT HER SWEET FACE AND SHE SMILES

17 May 2013

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so i splurged and bought amazon prime and also fancy hotel pillows and a huge white down comforter and new sheet and i also coincientally just shaved my legs

i feel like a goddess swimming in a fabric lake of magic

16 May 2013

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16 May 2013

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i worked out for a whole hour

but then i ate a king size twix bar and just finished my dr. pepper. and now i’m on the fourth season of the hills.

16 May 2013

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So “fashion designer Aamna Aqeel has a new advertisement..

babybutta:

beelucretia:

knowledgeequalsblackpower:

queennubian:

hamburgerjack:

nealzonwheelz:

its called “Be My Slave”

The designer is on twitter, not even mentioning this repugnant “ad”

:|

THEE ACTUAL HELL?!!!

Excuse me?

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But we have to get over slavery? I don’t see any fashion advertisements with bitches in prada bags with the boy in striped pajamas crying his eyes out n shit.